Sunrise

My husband is in Germany for the week.  So it’s just me, my three boys, and our three cats.

I sleep lighter when he’s not home.  Sometimes, I wake up earlier.

Yesterday, I awoke to a strange yellow-orange glow in my room.  Just as I was registering something amiss, I heard the feet of my oldest thud to the floor (from his loft bed) and race down the hall to the front door.

The yellow was coming from the windows.  My white sheers were orange, as was the ceiling, the bed sheets, the walls and the dressers.  

With a rush of adrenaline, I hit the floor and dashed to the window.  Everything was so dry.  We haven’t had rain for weeks.  The first thing that went through my mind was fire.

But no, there didn’t appear to be any fire.  The sky, however, was a color I had never seen before.

I rushed to the front door just as my son was coming back in.

“Where’s the camera?!”  he said rushing past me.  “The sky is awesome!”

He was right.  The sunrise was stunning. 

By the time we got the camera and headed outside, the yellow was fading fast.  But you can still see a little of it.

In a matter of seconds, really, the color was gone, and the dawn turned grey.  And I thought, do I sleep through this every morning?